Yeah, uh Griselda Brrrr, uh Look, play my position, in the kitchen, I'm workin' Whip it, baggin' half in 50's, hit the strip and I serve it (Uh huh) If it's an issue, trust, I'm comin' to get with you in person (I'm pullin' up, nigga) With the extendo, throwin' at you 'til I flip the suburban All my businesses flourish, I'm on my way to my yacht I put a six on the dock like Julius Erving (Hahahaha) Damn, I know my nigga's sisters is hurtin', he caught a new case But got his sentences concurrent, that ain't get him discouraged Got another homie in prison for murder (Free my nigga) He would let his gun clap and fire at anyone that would try it Watchin' his baby mothers cry, I got numb, I can't lie His mama ain't shed a tear, she know that come with this life Thought about it, his kids was young when son got the time Won't see his daughter graduate, can't teach his son how to drive Now you see where I get this ambition from and this drive The Machine, I'm iller than anyone that's alive (Anybody, nigga) Look, bought the Benz truck and the Maybach with no lights (Hah) And straight from dealership, not from the auction with the low prices (Hah) A long way from sellin' white and runnin' from the po-lices (Uh) You niggas know who flow nicest, raise the bar like coke prices (Talk to 'em) Fronted the homie, caught a joint, he stopped answerin' Been my nigga since grammar school, I don't know how to handle it Flee said, "You leave them knots in your chest, they gon' turn to cancer then" In other words, he sayin' don't let it slide, you gotta handle it (You gotta get that nigga) Let that lemon squeeze, lemon squeeze (Hahaha) Lemon squeeze, lemon squeeze (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom) Don't tell my niggas stay safe, tell 'em to stay dangerous (Stay dangerous, nigga) Auntie hit that stem, almost fainted Fiends love me in every ghetto, nigga, I'm famous (I'm famous) Have some young boys pull up, do you heinous (Boom, boom, boom) Lemon squeeze, lemon squeeze (Brrrr) Lemon squeeze, lemon squeeze (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom) Capone-N-Noreaga watchin' CNN Black whip, black tint, y'all ain't seein' in It's Con and Meth, spread the word, boy, you seein' 'em No seein' 'em, these rappers in the scope, you'll never see an M Killa Bees back in the building with Machine and 'em (Uh huh) We creamin' 'em with pockets of dirty money, I'm clean again Ain't gotta tell you I'm dope, just stick the needle in The Ghost's Off-White big enough to fit this Eagle in Tis' the season then, why ask why? I has my reasons, and My birds don't need no seasonin', Meth ODin' this evening Now ask yourself, is that really air that you breathin' in? (Ah) I think outside the box, then I find a box I can keep 'em in Or just leave it then, like the bouncer, won't let your people in People said they want that old Meth, well, this the prequel then I get medieval, some people won't make the prequel then (Ah) Leave 'em in the fetal position, F it, I'm leavin' 'em I use the system, you cowards use euphemisms (Uh huh) Women call me Super Daddy, my powers is supervision, who- Gave you permission to speak? To learn, you listen Learn to listen to a different MC, you'll learn the difference In addition, if you miss an MC, sign this petition Get a fraction of that faction, subtracted by my division, uh I'm a boss, so that means I make decisions Slash villain, I will kill an MC to make a livin', yeah

Woo, yeah Yeah, woo Woo, brr Look, Machine, bitch You gotta salute me (salute me), I'm in rare form I'm back in my Devil's Reject bag, you gotta rebuke me (hah) You gotta excuse me, I'm the new Jim Jones, Capo, and Louis Don't fuck around, get shot in your kufi (boom, boom) I be rockin' this jewelry, lot of supermodels try to seduce me All from the shit that I jotted on loose leaf And she gon' bring her friend with her so I get a two-piece I usually got the throttle and the Prada Crossbody, I'm Gucci (what's good, nigga?) I had rappers in my section tryna drink all my bottles like groupies Ain't no rapper stoppin' my two-three (not at all) That's the zone I'm in, I write with a golden pen But lately, I ain't even been writin' And I just been goin' in (go in, nigga) They say the eyes is the windows to the souls of men I know some friends pocket watchin' Plottin' on the dough I spend (I know it) No driver license, I drove a Benz Everything I drop an album of the year contender Here I go again (let's go) Made a few million, I barely announced it (hah) Rappin' better than niggas, I can barely pronounce shit (ha) Gettin' to this position was like scalin' a mountain Now look at me, weighin' money On the scale when I'm countin' (woo, talk to 'em) We was really whippin' them grams (hah) Really gettin' 'em bands, get my lil' sister a Lamb' I came back to kill these niggas again Lyrics written in Braille, nigga you gotta feel it to understand So when they say, "Who iller?", I'm like, "Really, nigga? You playin'" You really must be his fan or ain't hearin' the shit I'm sayin' (hah) Gettin' rich off t-shirts really wasn't the plan But every time I drop I reel in two hundred grand, nigga (you see the bag, right?) Niggas try blockin' my goals I'ma make it messy (you see what I did there?) My OG told me, gotta kill a nigga you love Do it clean, you don't make it messy Bells Palsy, bitches still say I'm sexy Remember I used to go put work in I would take the Pesci (hah) That's what we call the thirty-eights To make sure they respect me (cap) Correctional facilities can't correct me, nigga (brr) Machine, bitch Look (yeah) From king to a God, nigga (brr, brr, brr) Ah

Look, tell them rap niggas we takin' over, had to change the flow up Now I'm in the Maybach sippin' a Spade mimosa Take a big and make the quota with the bakin' soda Pray to Jehovah, K with the shoulder strap, spray, it's over (brr) Wait, hold up, if I say so, spray your Rover Spray the fold-up, niggas good fellas like Ray Liotta (hah) Sprayed 80, the baby woke up (brr) Shooter sniff the yay, he need to wake his nose up (cash) I'm from the East side, them niggas over there be wildin' (uh-huh) And catchin' bodies, throwin' bullets like Aaron Rodgers (talk to 'em) I'm lookin' at these rap niggas like, "Is there a problem?" (what's poppin', nigga?) I part the middle of your head like Larry Johnson (woo) Kush in the morning, drink my 'gnac in the day I'm tired of hearin' old niggas talk about back in the day (fuck outta here) I ride around with two things, that's a MAC and a K Act like I'm playin', I'm pullin' up and I'ma blast you away (brr brr, brr, brr) Uh, yeah, I need to see the money pile over (uh-huh) My shooter comin' off the bench like Kyle Korver (boom, boom, boom) Hide the body for a month and left a foul odor I'm Kobe Bryant on my team, I'm the fuckin' closer, nigga (Machine) Sprayed 80, the baby woke up (yeah, shit real, nigga, uh) Sprayed 80, the baby woke up (the whole house heard that shit, nigga) Sprayed 80, the baby woke up (hit everything, nigga, make sure you hit everything, nigga) (Empty them clips, homie) Sprayed 80, the baby woke up (brr, brr, brr, brr, yeah, boom, boom, boom) Daringer compared to RZA I'm compared to niggas that'll stab you in your face with a pair of scissors (hold that) Courtside watchin' the Wizards, Cartiers expensive (uh-huh) Air the extended (uh-huh), have you layin' somewhere in intensive (brr, brr, ah) I swing this MAC, I'm clearin' the fences Enough shooters on my team to embarrass the Pistons (nigga) The trap empty, all I had, kitchenware and a biscuit (that's it) I need a pile of dirty cash, and somewhere I can rinse it (uh-huh) This for my niggas in the Fed max who pray daily (I 'member that) My dawg pulled his mask up and sprayed 80 (brr) That's Wayne Perry shit, y'all niggas Wayne Bradys (y'all pussy, huh) I'm leavin' with your daughter if you can't pay me (what's poppin'?) These OGs 'round me real veterans (facts) My shooters real reckless, it take a lot for me to feel threatened (nigga) In interviews, they askin' real questions (like what?) Like, "Is you still hustlin'? In videos, you usin' real weapons?" (no comment) If it's time to clip you, we the ones to move I got the call about it before I seen it on the news (ah) Light brown interior, the seats peanut butter too The whole gang be doin' life if we leave it up to you (uh, you a rat, nigga) Everybody G 'til they get hit with a hawk (hit with a hawk) Walk the main line in the L and get hit with a fork (uh-huh) Had a clientele's list that was as big as New York That's why the door on my bedroom thick as a vault The Butcher, nigga, ah Ayo, no bricks in the Off-White RIMOWA Them shits see-through, we rock it for the culture Bodies on each pole, keep actin' like you know us (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom) Beautiful nightmares, we runnin' out of soda So much Dior Homme, thought I was Kim Jones Fuck it, cop me an island, dip the Benz in gold (skrrt) Cook another brick, then the kitchen closed (ah) Ran up in his locker, take that nigga phone (ah) Catch him in his cell, my ahk sprayed him up (brr) He did it for some oil and a prayer rug MachineGun in the summer, still wearin' gloves B.O meet me in the mess hall with all my Bloods Insha Allah, I see a hundred Get caught with it, I'll be home in three summers (ah) Get caught without it, might not live to speak about it My nigga still got 40, he might not leave up out it Sprayed 80, the baby woke up (yeah, shit real, nigga, uh) Sprayed 80, the baby woke up (the whole house heard that shit, nigga) Sprayed 80, the baby woke up (hit everything, nigga, make sure you hit everything, nigga) (Empty them clips, homie) Sprayed 80, the baby woke up (brr, brr, brr, brr, yeah, boom, boom, boom)

Yeah Step up Step up, bitch Yeah Step up Step up, bitch Yeah Step up Step up, bitch Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Hope they remember me like Kennedy, I'm popping Hope they remember me like Kennedy, I'm popping Hope they remember me like Kennedy, I'm popping Hope they remember me like Kennedy, I'm popping Yeah Bitch my reputation solid Check my knowledge Tell you shit you couldn't even learn in college Chains like bondage causing carnage Learned to tell em how it is I've been balling like I'm bald I'm on my Jada Pinkett Smith yo Nah like Jordan I just pray for the kids I grill like foreman changing forms While they been sitting to piss My weed imported: shit is foreign And I'm smoking a zip I hear like Horton Write like Pusha Thornton,H.O.V.A, and Swift (Ohh) And I just bodied this shit Go do lobotomies I'm by the sea Afloat in a ship I write my odyssey in Prada jeans Thats blue like a Crip I take a ride and see My pride is free removed my grip, yeah Hope they remember me like Kennedy, I'm popping Hope they remember me like Kennedy, I'm popping Hope they remember me like Kennedy, I'm popping Hope they remember me like Kennedy, I'm popping So whats the difference between me and fakes? I'm doing digits on these bigots making positive gains These little bitches posting snippets Getting negative plays So I'll be climbing to the top while they'll be passing away I give em straight hits Lifting up these bitches like a facelift Tasteless motherfuckers couldn't fuck with my shit Timeless, bitch I'm moving mountains like I'm mindless (Hahahahaha) And this the best that a rhyme gets I been getting Curry money Check my fucking dialect Hide it like it's dirty money Underneath a pyrex Women getting flirty dummy I don't need a bitch I been riding with my baby since the day that we been kids yo Hope they remember me like Kennedy, I'm popping Hope they remember me like Kennedy, I'm popping Hope they remember me like Kennedy, I'm popping Hope they remember me like Kennedy, I'm popping (Popping, popping, popping) (Popping, popping, popping) (Popping, popping, popping) (Popping, popping, popping)

I'm a scorpio but horoscopes could tell me shit Speak in morse code I'm switching flows and smoking spliffs Ain't no mornings cold as days get old I'm more in-sync All the angels fall like heathens see them dropping quick Feel the love that takes me under never settle in it Never taking shit cause life is like a sedative and Fall with no leaves, winter without sleet I been moving farther out, I been chillin on the deep end Riding backwards Working till my back hurts Never on my last word Always think of other shit Building up my stature Holy like a pastor Break em like a fracture I been on the run and shit I'm just tryin' paint a picture they could never see So I'm spending funds no matter whats the currency Filling up the stat sheet Who could ever match me? Rolling in the backseat Riding like it's do or die Be what you wanna be is what they always tell me So I went and freed my mind made an LP Moving I been stealthy Chillin down in Chelsea Smoking through the trees, so you know I'm staying healthy And I just wanna breath I just wanna see the water come and meet me at my feet As the mornings getting older I been finally finding peace I been waking up from all the time that I just been asleep I just, I just Feel the love that takes me under never settle in it Never taking shit cause life is like a sedative and Fall with no leaves, winter without sleet I been moving farther out, I been chillin on the deep end What I feel like? Tell me, what I feel like? What I feel like? Tell me, what I feel like? Lead a real life, tell me what it feels like I don't feel right, nothing ever feels right What I feel like? Tell me, what I feel like? What I feel like? Tell me, what I feel like? Lead a real life, tell me what it feels like Lead a real life, tell me what it feels like Rise above a maze, I feel amazing Ain't no pain in rainy days I'm steady blazing never chasing I been rhyming for the hell of it Bitch I'm never celibate Wearing shit you couldn't I been flyer than the President Put a subject to a predicate Never try to hesitate, that just makes me hesitant Winding road, I'm driving straight I'll always give them hell and shit Go until I levitate, I chase my fate until it lives I'm a scorpio but horoscopes could tell me shit Speak in morse code I'm switching flows and smoking spliffs Ain't no mornings cold as days get old I'm more in-sync All the angels fall like heathens see them dropping quick Feel the love that takes me under never settle in it Never taking shit cause life is like a sedative and Fall with no leaves, winter without sleet I been moving farther out, I been chillin on the deep end

I see the future in the Past I just need to know If you can call me quick so hit me on my other phone I wanna take you places Somewhere you'd never go They say that I'm an ace and I could take you farther forward I'll take you farther forward I'll take you farther forward I wanna take you places I could take you farther forward Just call my other phone Yeah, I just need to know If you can call me quick so hit me on my other phone - Racks spent Found myself and now I'm not the same as back then I been on my Next Gen I'm my own best friend Only wear shirts that's been made with the best thread Rolling in the best Benz Read em' like a psychic Hit em' from the top rope Hit em' with an ice pick Lights been on strobe and I'm feeling like I'm righteous Tried to sell a verse but they couldn't pay the price for this nice shit I couldn't give a fuck or a slight shit Throw it like I'm Luck and I run it like I'm Mike Vick I could turn to nothing but I'm tougher than a squire Plus I hop on tracks and rip like that kid from 8-mile Couldn't tell a lie, I been tride and I been true And I never will deny when I'm fly or when I'm rude I been talking out my eyes drinking chai and sippin' booze And I'm taking over rappers and retiring a few Yeah, I'm retiring a few Keep on going on these bitches with some diamonds and some jewels I been going on these bitches and I'm riding with a crew I been going on these bitches and I'm riding with a crew Yeah Yeah, I'm retiring a few Keep on going on these bitches with some diamonds and some jewels I been going on these bitches and I'm riding with a crew I been going on these bitches and I'm riding with a crew Yeah Yeah Yeah I see the future in the Past I just need to know If you can call me quick so hit me on my other phone I wanna take you places Somewhere you'd never go They say that I'm an ace and I could take you farther forward I'll take you farther forward I'll take you farther forward I wanna take you places I could take you farther forward Just call my other phone Yeah, I just need to know If you can call me quick so hit me on my other phone - Feel like I'm rising up and flying like a dragon Smoking weed on flying carpets, shit I feel just like Aladdin I been rapping with a passion with some power and some grit

Ain't ever stopping so I cut the fuckin Yeah My bars will murder you like felons doing state time Don't need a part of you, I'm thinking with a great mind I ball like Harden do Yeah Yeah Yeah Ain't ever stopping so I cut the fucking break lines My bars will murder you like felons doing state time Don't need a part of you I'm thinking with a great mind I ball like Harden do I hit it from the baseline Ain't ever stopping so I cut the fucking break lines My bars will murder you like felons doing state time Don't need a part of you I'm thinking with a great mind I ball like Harden do I hit it from the baseline So what the fuck should I say Been pretentious and facetious but I'm finding my way Walk on water like I'm Jesus teach a priest how to pray Certain thoughts of mine indecent but I'm preaching for days Until I'm dead in my grave I keep on going for you other suckers Just so I could tell you that I'm better than you motherfuckers Soon I'm doing bigger numbers Living bigger dreams And I'll buy a pair of sneakers every time that mine get creased, oh Moving through the city never see me in the street tho I be writing lyrics Yura chillin' banging beats roll down, oh Barking at these pigeons you would thought I was a hound, oh Deuces to the pitcher when I step up to the mound Like Zeus coming down, light strikes through these hoes Let loose on you clowns like Tyson on blow Gold tooth in my mouth, no slights never fold Make truth out of sound enticing and bold oh I been going on these other sucker Just so I could tell them that I'm better than other fuckers I been doing numbers Shit I give it to them cold bro How these motherfuckers smoke and they can't even roll bro Been harassing these beats Trying to give something different through the Nav's and the Meeks Steady pushing through the ignorance relax and release Tried to show them whats the difference between facts and beliefs Just like a Jack to a Queen Ain't ever stopping so I cut the fucking break lines My bars will murder you like felons doing state time Don't need a part of you I'm thinking with a great mind I ball like Harden do I hit it from the baseline Ain't ever stopping so I cut the fucking break lines My bars will murder you like felons doing state time Don't need a part of you I'm thinking with a great mind I ball like Harden do I hit it from the baseline Trying to tell my story put my pain up in these songs They say I'm doing damage and my rights and really wrong But it turns out niggas were imposters all along But am I wrong to conform and wreck them all And time it keeps on ticking like a motherfucking bomb Type of shit that makes you think "oh what the fuck is going on" But shit, Im trying to heal and I know it takes time Role my demons up like blunts then I fucking face mine but I ain't fucking stopping so I cut the break lines And these bars will murder you like felons doing state time I don't need a part of you I'm thinking with a great mind Then I ball like Harden do I hit it from the baseline but Ain't fucking stopping so I cut the break lines And these bars will murder you like felons doing state time I don't need a part of you I'm thinking with a great mind Then I ball like Harden do I hit it from the baseline